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This page collects brief humorous anecdotes and social commentary typical of Life's satirical format. Key items include: **"Strange Bedfellows"**: References Herbert Hoover's 1928 campaign choice of "Hail! Hail! The Gang's All Here" as his song. The satire suggests that Bishop Cannon, Dr. John Roach Straton, and William Allen White (prominent Republicans with moral/religious authority) would demand the chorus be changed to avoid secular implications—a jab at Republican hypocrisy and these figures' influence. **Other jokes** mock everyday absurdities: a child wanting to fill a house with water while becoming a firefighter; a man tipping a taxi driver who stole his cane; parking etiquette; celebrity self-absorption. **"The Plastic Age"** humorously depicts modern parenting and childhood mischief. The overall tone satirizes 1920s American politics, morality, and social behavior—particularly Republican pretentiousness during the Hoover era. The "Contemporaries" framing suggests these are foolish examples of current society worthy of ridicule.

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Our Foolish “Aut Scissors aut Nullus” “This hole is that of the famous oublicttes, so cal lled because people or things that had ceased to please were left there to perish in oblivion.” “H'm... “What will you be when you grow up, Max?” “A fire-fighter.”” “Ah! A noble opportunity for unseiish service.” “Hubl U'll just fill this whole house full of water so I can sail my boat.” —Lustice Buirrer (Bertin). .no need of divorce in those days."* —Le Rie (Panis). A QUICK GETAWAY He stood in Times Square, the picture of de- jection, “How come?" asked a passing friend. “I left my swell cane in the taxicab."* “Too bad—I guess that guerrilla beat it the minute you got out?" “No, I did—I gave him a nickel tip."* —New York Evening Journal. RIDE "EM, COWGIRL! Ar the rodeo an agile cowgirl rode beneath the horse, on the horse's neck and almost on his tail. One of the party remarked: ‘That's nothing. I did all of that the first time i ever rode a horse."* —Chicago Daily News. PARLONS D'AUTRE CHOSE Cexeseiry (after lengthy monopoly of the con- versation); But enough about me; let us talk about yourself. Tell me—what do you think of my part in the new play?—Punch. . Axoruten poor judge of distance is the fellow who parks behind you. —St. Louis Post-Dispatch. mtemporaries STRANGE BEDFELLOWS From Palo Alto comes the news that Herbert Hoover has chosen for his campaign song cur old favorite, ‘*Hail! Hail! The Gang’s All Here." It is fair to assume that out of deference t Bishop Cannon, Dr. John Roach Straton and William Allen White the chorus will be amended to read, “What the heck do we care? What the heck do we care?"’ Also the selection of this ditty calls two the imagination a pretty sight which we may wit- ness yet before Novem- ber. I seem to see, as in a vision, a gathering of Republican no tab les, And as they sweep into the hall, shouting with gusto, The Gang’s All Here," I spy a pair who walk with elbows locked Mayor Thompson making whoopee with Dr. Straton, —Heywood Broun, in New York Eve- ning Telegram. =} a A caricature of Miguel Covarrubias —Soctat. (Havana). THE PLASTIC AGE A Morir came into a room and saw her baby rolling about on the floor and crying loudly. “What ever are you doing to baby?" she cried her six-year-old son. “I'm only tying to make him smile with a glove-stretcher, Mummy,” re plied that young hopeful.—Tatler (London), “Three bandits held up W. S. Bagle . his wife, and mother-in-law in the garbage o! their bome.” —Jacksonville (1U.) Courier, Ano in the springtime of their life! —New Yorker, A New York judge upholds kissing in the movies, which in plain Chinese means: ‘No kissee, no movie.""—Milwaukee Sentinel. Wire (the last day of the holiday): It's sad think that tomorrow you'll be back in harness, dear! —Wivvson Macazine (Loxoon). EVEN DRINKS ARE MIXED War with Hoover Democrats, Smith Republ- cans, professional amateur athletes and a “silent drama" that talks, things are becoming a bit mixed.—Detroit News. comicbooks.com